Morningkit tilted her head, fearful that the leader lost a life at her expense. She looked her over. She had cuts over her body, but none looked life threatening. Looking at the other cats, Carmelear and Crystalpaw, but they didn't look hurt.

Dipping her head, Breezestar nudged the unmoving, blood covered Rockkit. The only movement that he had was the slight rise and fall of his chest. She gently flipped him over to the other side so that his injured eye was showing.

Gasping and taking a step back, Morningkit could not handle what she saw. Rockkits right eye was swollen and closed but blood was coming from it. She fell down as she took a step back and fell into the many puddles of blood, hers, Rockkits, and many other cats bloods. She started shaking her head. "No…. he did it all for me…" She whispered, and dipped her head down and started to nearly cry.

Crystalpaw limped over to Morningkit. "Hush now. It is ok. Here, I will go get Rosethorn, she was out getting herbs." She said in a soft tone, then quickly limped out before anyone could say anything.

Carmelear looked over to Breezestar. "I'm hurt, but I can handle it until everyone is looked over." He dipped his head and limped over to the traders. He pushed his way to the front, and the rest of the clan remade the circle around them. He hissed at them, and then looked around the clan. "You believed this kit? Look over there!" He yowled, his tail flicking over to Morningkit, Rockkit, and Breezestar. "They are all hurt, so am I and Crystalpaw! Just because you rats listened to this rat, mousebrained trader!" He yowled at them, but then unsheathed his claws quickly, but then sheathed them again, not strong enough for another fight. "I'm proud that most of you realized that it was wrong, but I'm not proud that you didn't help though, or that you," He pointed to the traders in the middle of the circle. "That you attacked us. I hope you never see sun high again, or Starclan." He hissed, then moved back into the circle.

Rosethorn quickly ran into her den, her jaws packed with herbs. She saw the injured kits, and quickly dropped the herbs and looked at them. She ran to Breezestar. "What happened? No… that can wait, who is hurt worse?" She asked, close to ordering.

Looking at the kits, and herself, she looked closely. "Rockkit. Check his eye. His broth… Snakekit did that to him." She said quickly, then limped over to Morningkit, trying to calm her.

Nodding softly, Rosethorn ran to Rockkit. She looked him over, and saw the main problem, his eye. She ran and got wet moss and gently wiped away some of the blood.

As she did so, Rockkit started to cry in pain and whimpered.

Noticing this, Rosethorn started to hum softly. She could not give him poppyseeds for the pain because he was still passed out. She kept wiping until most of the blood was gone, then, still humming the sweet, soft tune, she quickly wrapped it with cobwebs to keep it from bleeding more. She wrapped it around his head several times, making sure that it only covered the injured eye, not both. She then put burlock root on his cuts and then put some more cobwebs on the cuts. She looked over to Morningkit, since no matter what she did, he was still crying. "Can you come here?" She whispered.

Morningkit lifted her head, blood and tears staining her pelt and matting her fur. She did not have tears in her eyes now, for Breezestars calming words help a little, only some falling off her whiskers. She got up and painfully limped over to Rockkit, with Breezestar behind her.

Dipping her head and stepping back, Rosethorn made room for Morningkit to take her spot. She put burlock root and cobwebs on the worst of her cuts, and looked at her leg. Morningkits leg was at a very odd angle and looked very painful. Tilting her head, Rosethorn looked at her. "Does you leg hurt?" She asked softly.

Looking down at her leg, Morningkit nodded softly. "Yes, but not that bad." She said softly.

Silently, Rosethorn gasped. Morningkits leg was bent, but it was the obisite way, so it was broken badly. It was shocking that she could handle that pain, especially as a kit. Most full grown warriors would be passed out by the pain, but she even walked on it. "Lay down, now." She ordered, running to the back of her den.

Morningkit did as she was told, but she used her tail to run over Rockkits back, soothing him. She also hummed, but was confused so the tune was lost.

Rosethorn ran out and started to put many twigs and cobwebs in a pile, and then got ready to give her poppy seeds. "You need to eat this, for it is going to hurt." She whispered, and pushed forward a poppy seed, but only one. That way, she would wake up sooner and since she was a kit, she could not have many more than that.

Sadly, Morningkit ate the poppy seed. She was groggy, but not yet asleep.

Rosethorn put her paws on Morningkits small, injured leg. "This is going to hurt." She said, and got ready to push down, but waited for her to fall asleep.

All of a sudden, a shreak of pain came from the medicine den. Rosethorn tilted her head and looked at Morningkit. "I didn't do anything yet." She whispered.

Morningkit shook her head. "That wasent me." She whispered, then fell asleep.